Nothing great, just something fun–this poem I wrote today. It takes a while for new creations to “jell” and so I’m not quite ready to share this new one. I also photographed a bird today. A dove. A pair of doves fly into my yard each evening and feed before the redbirds get here. The doves are quiet, peaceful and polite. They are watchful, too. It’s a challenge to take a good photo of them. But still I try, sometimes waiting a long time before they strike a pose that causes me to shoot–the camera.
Do you like the doves? This one looks like a good subject for a poem, or a story. Do you think so, too? If you wrote a verse about this dove, what emotion would your words convey? Sadness, happiness, loneliness, or something else? Please leave a note in a comment below. Thanks. –Freeda Baker Nichols
I love the doves, too. This one seems pensive. I wonder what he’s thinking.
Aren’t they lovely birds? Must be a story here or a poem!
What a beautiful picture. Though your dove is not white, as depicted in the “dove of peace” art, I, too think it looks very peaceful and calm.
Those birds are amazing! Good to hear from you, Dot. I’m anxious to catch up on WCCW’s conference.
Great photo of a dove, Freeda. It looks very wise and not easily rattled.
Taking photos is a little like writing. Just as some drafts make it to the shredder, some photos make it to the deleted folder. I love watching the doves and photographing them. Thanks, Catherine.
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